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Chapter 9: Connecting the Dots

It was with Tonks comment about advising Hermione's guardian about her pregnancy did the light blub of realisation flash in his brain. All the dots had come together and it was all pointing to the realisation. It had to be his godfather Uncle Severus. How had he played them all at school, in his former home, out and about in public! Oh Circe! It had to have been Severus who asked Hermione to help Mother and him. It had to been the tall dark dour man.

Potions Master Professor Severus Tobias Snape was such a stickler for completing your education and getting a good post secondary professional education that most of his House dare not disobey the Head of Slytherin. Merlin he was going to hit the roof when the current genius was not there to do her 7th year. While he may complain about the know-it-all Draco had been aware that his Uncle had enjoyed the challenge of having Hermione Granger in his classroom. At the time he thought it was the challenge of finding ways to humiliate her but sitting back and thinking about it he realised it was all an act. Clearly the man had enjoyed her intellect in his classroom.

Draco had been doing advanced studies for his age in potions for many years. He had found pleasure at a young age in the Potions Laboratory with this Godfather as it enabled him to escape from the tension that was his father's home. Thanks to his time spent observing, watching and later helping his beloved Godfather Draco had become a bit of a potions prodigy. By the time he had reached his second year he had mastered the NEWTs level material. To help keep the bruising off his godson Severus had encouraged him to start reading and working towards completing a potions apprenticeship. The brilliance of the boy had to be hidden from Lucius to protect him. It would have been so easily for the domineering father to brow beat or threaten the boy into brewing some highly restricted potions. The trouble was if Lucius had managed to manipulate his son it was highly likely that he would have been caught with the illegal potions. If that had been the case you could bet your last knut that Draco would have taken the fall while his slimy father would have slithered out of some serious jail time yet again.

Unlike Draco, Hermione was not only gifted in potions but she was even more brilliant at a number of subjects except for Divination that she believed was rubbish. The last couple of weeks at the Phoenix Nest had enabled Draco to get some perspective on his former father and his parents' marriage. Draco had come to the decision that there was no way he was going to repeat the sins of his father. Talking to Severus while he was recovering in the infirmary had brought some realisation why his godfather had protected all those years and had helped them to get away.

It was the heartfelt speech from the dark man that had confirmed his deliberations. "I didn't want you to suffer what I had. I did not want the bright child with the joyful laugh who hugged me unreservedly when he was three to loose that love of life. I did not want you Draco to make the same mistakes I did or have the same burdens that I have on my soul. I killed my abusive sperm donor when I was 16 in a fit of grief after he in a drunken rage murdered my mother. It was one of the ways that I was turned to the dark and I have been paying for my foolishness for all these years" advised the dark man before turning on the bed to face the opposite wall shutting down the conversation. Hermione had rescued Draco from the tense room when she had sent him to do some brewing.

So what was he going to do now that he had escaped from Lucius? The reality was that Draco was at risk if he returned to Hogwarts. His father would now be looking for his blood so great was his betrayal and it would kill his mother if Lucius laid his wand on her son. Yet Draco wanted to complete his education so he could go on and complete the potions apprenticeship.

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The discussion between Tonks, Sirius and Draco was postponed to the next day as the mood of the group discussed the news of the baby. It was not long after 9pm did Hermione and Sirius retired for the night.

Sitting in the lounge area a little longer Draco asked Dora Tonks, "What are the plans for me for the next year? I am sure the Order is not able to protect me from my father in Hogwarts. Hermione will be in the same boat. How far is she along?"

"Two to three months"

"She is not showing much"

"I think she has been using a glamour"

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It was close to 12 weeks almost three months since Sirius had last been at home with his wife. He had managed to have her to himself at the end of the academic year thanks to Severus supporting her flooing out of the castle. It could have been the night when he had brought Harry back to 12 Grimmauld Place. The two lovers had met up clandestinely up on the roof garden. Molly had been her bossy self and placed Hermione in a room with her daughter Ginny as part of her aim to control the girls' access to the males of the species in the large house. Thanks to Sirius' knowledge of the secret passageways she had managed to have an interlude with her husband under the stars. Remus had probably smelt or heard them sneaking round even though they had used silencing charms.

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The pair had undressed and slipped into bed and Hermione now found her in the arms of her husband, Sirius, under the lightweight togged duvet. Lying under the covers the pair of them were closely regarding each other. Trying to imprint each other's face to memory looking for any changes since they had last seen each other.

Sirius had his free hand on Hermione's face gently stroking her cheek while she had enclosed her hand round his wrist feeling the pulse under her fingers. The touch of each other led to their pulse rates falling into the same regular rhythm as they reviewed the last couple of months apart from each other.

Sirius's voice rumbled in Hermione's ear as his hand felt her still smooth stomach. His lips were on her neck causing a shiver to run down her back. His hands were languidly, gentle exploring his wife his beautiful wife who was now carrying his child.

Sirius' emotions were running high when he murmured into her mane near her ear " Thank you for this most wonderful news my love. I had thought that I would never have a chance of a family. All those years in Azkaban. You saved me my love and now you are giving me this dream I thought I would never have.

His lips ghosted a hot trace across her collarbone that made Hermione shiver all over, "Incredible, my love".

"Siri …." Came the trembling sigh as Hermione pushed her body closer to her husband wanting craving closer attention from her lover. It had been too long since the passionate night under the stars. "I have waited for so many weeks my love, I want I need you, Remind my body why I crave you so"

Tender kisses, fluttered over her eyelids like butterflies. His lips grazed her temples, her nose, barely touching the skin of her face. She demanded more as the ghosting lips had become sweet torture and now she wanted him to kiss her in earnest. He was holding back in his gentle assault. It was intense interaction between the couple enough to make her groan into his mouth.

He drew back from her and slowly slipped her gown from her body with great care. It was followed by his t-shirt and pj pants onto the bedroom floor. He had pulled the covers back and now his eyes were perusing her breasts and his hand ghosted round one finding that there was an increased fullness in this wife's bust already as her body prepared to care for his child. Sirius kissed his way down from her neck to one of those lush peach nipples until his tongue was lathing it bringing it to a peak with his demanding lips. He could smell the fiery heat of her desire as her neither lips dampened in response to his ministrations. Her soft moans made his erection harden even more so.

His kisses made Hermione's head swim and her heartbeat stutter all the while his hands were caressing and stroking her sensitive flesh. He was placing gentle worshiping kisses across her stomach when she felt the damp of his joyful tears. Sirius tasted her arousal and brought it to a higher level of pleasure with his tongue teasing her clitoris. Hermione's hands tangled and tightened clasping responsively to his teasing in his long dark locks. It wasn't long before her back arched lifting of the bed and she clenched her hands tightly pulling him closer to her nectar as she orgasmed.

He disentangled himself from her hands so he could remove his lips from her sensitive nub. Sitting on his heels he aligned himself to her core before sheathing himself in her warm welcoming centre. Frightened that he would crush her he flipped her legs over to one side so it was like he was entering her from slightly behind almost spooning with her. The reality was he was crouched over, arched over her filling her but carefully trying to protect her from his weight. His lips entangled hers. Hermione could taste her own release on his tongue. Their tongues battled while one of his hands worked on teasing her nipples.

Again their heartbeats were both increasing in tempo as they danced the passionate love. Suddenly she heard him whisper in a low hoarse voice "Mia my beautiful Mia, my goddess". He shifted position again while still stroking in and out of her sheath so he was now spooning and they were rocking in and out together. His penis was rubbing her soft spongy tissue that made up her gspot with every movement of his hips.

His hand was gently ghosting over her stomach trying to protect the child and his breathy moans were whispering in her ear between soft licks and nibbles on her collar bone, the back of her neck and the lobe of her right ear. His teeth pulled on her ear. Hermione tried to turn her upper body so she could kiss him deeply. She managed to manoeuvre so she could she his grey eyes and then kiss him deeply. Her breaths were short as she became more excitable and closer to his peak. With a low growling moan he pushed deep into her feeling like he was bottoming out. She fluttered and tightened round his deep stroke so he could not extract himself. His climax had triggered the crashing down of the giant wave of her climax. Still engaged the pair of them where regarding each other's faces. Exhausted and unable to verbalise their eyes danced with their messages of love and commitment to each other. Finally Sirius got enough energy to raise his hand to move some of her hair from her face to behind her ear. "I love you so much my Mia"